[@Mr Allen J]
As it turned out, Roxanna didn't have long to fret about the situation. A girl in a fur-trimmed coat, shorts, and sneakers hurried out of the apartment building, wasting no time in expressing her displeasure over having a window broken. Shifting her weight back and forth from one foot to the other, the long-haired teenager forced herself to put her hands down at her sides. She offered an apologetic look, awkwardly attempting to refrain from fidgeting.

"Definitely not cool." She agreed, in an uncertain tone that was trying to be light-heartedly friendly and responsibly apologetic at the same time. "I kinda panicked. Never broken a window before, yknow?"

She glanced down at the offending limbs, wiggling her toes against the cool damp concrete. With a glance upwards, she frowned as she noted the rain picking up. It wasn't especially heavy yet,  her thick mane of hair still able to repel it and keep her surprisingly dry. While she definitely enjoyed the cooler air that came with rain, she really didn't feel like spending the next three hours at home with a hair dryer.

"Kinda good you ran out here, though." Roxy gave a sheepish laugh, bringing her arms up from her sides and crossing them over her chest. Lightly chewing on her lower lip, she drummed her fingers across her upper arms. "Wasn't gonna bail, but I seriously have no clue which apartment that was."

Pausing, she frowned for a moment before clearing her throat.

"Probably shoulda started with this but, sorry for cracking your window. It's not... expensive to fix, is it?"